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“I’ll never be free.”
“Yes, you will.” I nodded. “I won’t stop until you are.”
“You gave him your mother’s dagger?”
“I didn’t have much of a choice.”
“You shouldn’t have.” “I would have given him anything he asked for.”
“You’re going to regret leaving,”
“I regret so many things, Verena, but leaving this world for you won’t be one of them.”
“We should head back.”
She looked back at me, her eyes clashing with mine, and in that moment, I knew that every word I had spoken was true. Nothing would make me regret her.
I wanted him. Gods, I needed him.
“You need to go before I do something that you don’t want me to.”
“And what if it is what I want?”
“Then you need to tell me, Verena.”
“I wasn’t lying to you before. I won’t touch you unless you want me to.”
“I need…I need you.”
“But do you want me?”
“I need your words, Verena.” His voice was filled with longing. “I need to know that this is what you want.” Without hesitation, I spoke the only truth I had. “I want you.”
“Gods, you’re beautiful.”
“I have been tortured with dreams of touching you again,”
“I’ve been tortured by the memories of the first time.”
“Haunted by thoughts of what I should have done, of the way I should have worshipped you.”
“I should have fallen to my knees for you as I will do now.”
“Like salt in the sea, you have become ingrained in every part of me, and I have been drowning in my regrets.”
“You should send me away, Verena. Banish me from ever touching you again. I don’t deserve you after everything I’ve done.” “Stop.”
“Your entire existence has been dedicated to preparing for your place as ruler of our kingdom, yet you have never been revered. It is a privilege I am unworthy of, but I would surrender every breath to worship you if only you would grant me the honor.”
“Dacre, please.”
“I am devoted to you.”
“Please let me fall to my knees before you and prove my devotion with my tongue against your skin.”
“I am desperate to taste you.”
“So fucking wet,” he breathed, his words vibrating against me. “Is this all for me?” “You know it is.”
“Show me, Verena,”
“Fuck my mouth and show me how badly you want me to be the only one who worships at your feet.”
“I want to taste your cum. I can’t go another moment without tasting your pleasure and knowing that it belongs to no one but me.”
“Tell me what you want.” “Fuck me,” I whimpered. “You are mine, Verena,”
“You belong to me.”
“Tell me you are mine.”
“I’m yours.”
“Dacre.” My voice trembled, and I wanted to beg him to stop. It was too much. “I will never let anyone hurt you again.”
“The king will never touch you again.”
“Mine,” he whispered hoarsely, that one simple word a promise.
In his eyes, I saw a tumultuous mix of guilt, regret, and longing. “I’m so fucking sorry.” “Please, Dacre,”
“I need you.”
“I am yours, Verena,” he growled against my mouth. “In this kingdom and the next, wherever the tides take you, I am yours.”
“Unless you want me to. I will call you anything you desire.”
“Do you like being my little traitor?”
“Tell me, Verena. Do you enjoy being a wicked little thing?”
“Do you like it when I fuck you with my fingers?” I slid a second one inside her. “Or do they make you wish it were my cock instead?” I growled, my cock throbbing at the thought.
“I want all of you,” she panted, her hips bucking against my hand. “Please don’t stop.”
“Such a perfect pussy that belongs to no one but me.”
“I want you to see yourself come while I lose myself in you.”
